no further than this
my father’s hands
callused
cracked
cement lined
resting quietly
on his knee
sitting me
~
my father’s boots
coughing
along the concrete
after work
arriving home
for tea
hugging me
~
my father’s dungarees
denim
buckle strapped
tobacco tin
top pocket
ashed
lifting me
~
my father’s tattoo
love jean
well i mean
it was in the war
in egypt
demobbed
it suited me
~
my fathers curls
shinning
pencil moustache
david niven
handsome
days
in my dreams
~
in my mind
my father’s hands
my father’s boots
my father’s dungarees
my father’s tattoo
my fathers curls
my father’s me
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